Duncan

cruising thru the streets ... ridin clean... these registered city plates... still on da lookout fo the police... cuz im ridin filthy wit this seven of Crack Rock in my drawers... black on black 87 beemer ... black gold 22s n dey spinners... g ridin wit my young steppas... n dey will hop out n shoot at u... so shut ur mouth n pay me what u owe me.. spent a rack on my 10 inch dick... two bad hoes... bobbin in weaving on my piss hole ... watermelon OG skunk to the brain... while these hoes giving nothin but brai... laced my Hemp lwith hash ... just to mellow out my high...silk lacoste... dese jeans designer... puffing on designer weed...high of lean.... & my feet glimmer bright chrome in these 05 Duncans dis SP5 gon get to dumping on em like duncan ...tryna fade the misery ... nodding off dope...to make me numb to the pain of a drug dealer.....dealing drugs... jus to cope with the pain from being trapped n da mud... 30 shot pmr... he better die from. these 22s.... tryna get real close up on him... he die whole faster to the face shots he die quicker them lugers took his life... i aint ... no allibi... whats done is done i take this smoke to the grave... n ima get my respect n blood shed of killer just to instil fear n dese niggas n to let all these killers know ima murderer n not just any killer can stand on that corner lest we slidin bred a killer destined to be a murderer.... Before the devil steal my soul thru all this blood shed... O Good Lord Jesus give me ur Holy Ghost to guide me n Gods will ... thru ur blood of GraceJesus save my Spirit from Eternal death